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Ohm's POV

I had made up my mind—I was going to visit Leng tomorrow. There were so many things to process, and it felt overwhelming, but I had to stay strong. Leng didn’t deserve to be lying in that hospital bed, and I couldn’t bear the thought of seeing him like that anymore. He’s been through so much—joining GMM at such a tough time, debuting in this series with me, facing undeserved hate, and now this...

I always thought life hit me the hardest, but seeing Leng go through all this made me realize it’s not just me. I needed to do something.

"Stay strong, Ohm Pawat," I told myself. "You’re the only one who can help him now."

An idea clicked in my mind, and I immediately picked up my phone.

"Hello, P’Tha? This is Ohm Pawat. I’ll get straight to the point—I know about Leng’s contract situation, and I understand what you’re trying to do, but I won’t accept it. Leng has resigned, and if that’s the case, I’m resigning too. GMM will face a huge loss if you let this happen because, don’t forget, I’m one of the best actors here."

P’Tha’s voice tensed on the other end. "What do you want? We can’t afford this loss, especially since Bright has already left GMM."

"Good decision," I replied firmly. "Here’s the deal—call Leng back as a GMM artist, make him the main lead of Kidnap again, and restart the workshops. I’ll work ten times harder for GMM, but only if you agree to this condition."

P’Tha sighed in defeat. "Alright, I’ll prepare the contract in two days and contact him."

"No," I interrupted. "You won’t contact him. I will."

I hung up, feeling a mix of relief and determination. Leng needed to get better, and I was going to do everything in my power to make that happen. I wasn’t sure why I felt this way—maybe I blamed myself for everything he was going through, or maybe I was getting attached to him. Whatever it was, his recovery was my priority now.

I quickly messaged Mae to finalize plans to leave for Phuket early the next morning.

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The Next Morning

I got ready in a hurry, buzzing with nervous energy. Mae texted me that she was ready, so I drove to her place, picked her up, and we started our journey.

But as the car sped towards Phuket, my excitement began to waver. The thought of seeing Leng in bandages, lying weak on that hospital bed, made my heart sink.

Then my phone rang, and it was Moonon.

"What happened?" I asked, my voice laced with urgency.

"Leng is awake! He’s conscious now! Come quickly!"

The words hit me like a jolt of energy. "I’m on my way!" I said, stepping harder on the gas.

I had never driven so fast in my life. All I could think about was seeing Leng—hugging him, laughing with him, and just knowing he was okay.

Mae’s voice broke through my thoughts. "Ohm, I know you’re excited to see Leng, but if you keep driving like this, we might end up in that hospital too. Slow down!"

I let out a nervous laugh. "I’ll be careful, Mae. But you don’t know how it feels... He was unconscious for two whole days, and now he’s awake. I just need to see him."

Mae smiled knowingly. "Looking at you two, it’s like you’re made for each other, you know that?"

I scoffed, trying to brush off the comment. "Whatever, Mae. I don’t know about that."

But her words lingered, and I couldn’t shake the strange feeling they left behind. Leng was just a friend, right? Nothing more.

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This chapter might be short, but I hope you enjoyed it! Let me know what you’d like to see in the next chapter—I’d love to include your ideas in the story.